"The world of immortality is once again in turmoil..."
"Many geniuses are fighting in the world again..."
"I still plant trees silently on Dragon Fish Island..."
Fang Xi came to the fish farm while humming her own tune.
"Island owner..."
"The island owner is polite..."
Along the way, many Qi Refining monks saluted at the roadside in awe.
Since a large number of Qi Refining families have relocated, Dragon Fish Island is now overpopulated with less land. The number of caves that can provide cultivation for immortal cultivators has dropped again and again. However, Fang Xi has raised the rental price all the way, causing a large number of immortal cultivators to begin to be involved in internal affairs. Even raising fish in a fish farm is an excellent job.
"My lord, the island owner..."
Fish farm, lakeside.
Zhong Lu explained while sweating profusely: "I don't know why...Ling Zun has not eaten much since two days ago..."
He was afraid that if Fang Xi became unhappy, he would be relieved of his position as the manager of the fish farm - he was being watched by countless Lianqi Perfectionists now.
"Oh? Let me take a look..."
When Fang Xi came to the lake, a line of spiritual consciousness sank into the lake, and the originally dark bottom of the lake was clearly visible to him.
At the bottom of the lake, there is a green-horned ichthyosaur. This beast's waist is as thick as a bucket, and it seems to be fatter than before. ·
Not only that, Daqing also made a low sound from time to time. After opening it, there were pieces of crystal stone with a blood-red appearance, but inside there was a greenish green with a vibrant atmosphere.
"Bloodwood Crystal!"
Fang Xi murmured the name of this material.
This is the trophy he took out from Ling Lao Mo's storage bag. It is considered to be a top-level second-grade magic material.
Not only is it full of blood, but it also contains vitality inside. .
He had never found the memory about this object in Old Demon Ling's memory fragments. After all, the time for refining the puppet was very short at that time, and Old Demon Ling's life was too long.
However, in terms of value, this object should be similar to a refined corpse in the late stage of foundation building.
'Should it be the one traded by Zhan Tu... Refining this blood wood crystal is not something an alchemist can do... Could it be that this person's fate is related to the devil's way? even..……'
Roaring, it rubbed its scales and leather armor against the rocks at the bottom of the lake, grinding a large number of stones into pieces.
It looked very impatient and seemed to be in pain.
"Huh? I didn't notice it before, but now I realize that your demonic energy has reached the peak of the second-level low-grade? Are you ready to advance?"
When Fang Xi saw this scene, she was thoughtful.
Counting the days, it has been seventy or eighty years since Daqing was promoted to the second-level low-level. Is this the time to finally break through to the second-level mid-level?
It just seems that this breakthrough seems a bit forced.
He thought for a moment and stroked the storage ring on his finger.
The white glow flashed, and a pitch black box fell into Fang Xi's hand.
Fang Xi gradually had a guess in her mind.
Unfortunately, this blood wood crystal is not of much use to him, and monks cannot take it. However, the monster has a strong body, so it can be swallowed alive as a material for advancement.
Although this approach is a waste of natural resources.
Generally speaking, as a second-level mid-level monster with matching attributes, this object is almost enough to help advance to the second-level high-level monster.
If it is swallowed by the Green Horned Ichthyosaurus, at most it can only use the abundant vitality and blood inside it, and only half of the remaining spiritual power will be wasted.
"But I don't raise a monster...feeding it to the demon tree would be even more luxurious. After all, it can eat anything...forget it."
Fang Xinian took the Green Horned Ichthyosaur as his mount, and he stepped on it without complaint every time he appeared, so he threw these blood wood crystals into the lake at will.
At the bottom of the lake, Da Qing, who received the transmission of his spiritual consciousness, immediately roared and opened his bloody mouth.
The bottom of the lake seemed to form a whirlpool, swallowing up a large amount of lake water including fish, shrimps, crabs, and even the blood wood crystals.
Half an hour later.
Wow!
A large ball of water exploded on the lake, and it felt like a heavy rain had fallen all around.
Amidst the clouds and rain, water mist rose, and then a huge cyan shadow flew directly into the clouds.
Astonishingly, it is the Green-horned Fish Dragon that has been promoted to the second-level mid-level monster!
At this time, the green-horned ichthyosaur was already seven or eight feet long, and its waist was even thicker. Even the spirit tablets on its body had changed from blue to dark green, and there was a circle of black around the scales. It seemed that some kind of phenomenon had occurred. Bloodline variation.
The small horn on the top of its head has become more protruding, making it look more powerful.
"I didn't expect that all my spiritual beasts would catch up with my cultivation..."
Seeing the presence of outside Qi Refining monks, Fang Xi sighed and pretended to have failed in taking the Chongyuan Pill.
This doesn't make any sense, it's just a bad taste and wanting to fish.
His body flashed with green light, and he leaped more than ten feet away, came to the head of the green horned fish dragon, and shouted: "Let's go!"
The green-horned ichthyosaur roared, quite pleased with itself, and carried Fang Xi around the Dragon Fish Island, which was quite a shock to Xiao Xiao.
Arowana Island is not far away.
A blue glow shrouded a ghost mist. Within the ghost mist, there was a monster with a human head and a bird's body. It was covered with gray and black feathers. Occasionally, large black and red tendons could be seen from sparse places, and it was making a high-pitched sound. of tweets.
The whistle of this human-headed bird is very hoarse and unpleasant, and even has the ability to shake the soul.
But that layer of azure glow continued to shroud downwards, consuming the ghostly mist around the human-headed bird.
"go!"
Not far away, a ray of light flew over, and a green sword energy flew out of it.
The cyan sword light sank straight into the gray-black ghost mist, fighting with the human-headed bird.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the azure rays of light pressed down, wiping away the ghostly mist.
The human-headed bird screamed and was hit by a blue bowl in the azure glow, its feathers flying all over the sky.
Seeing this, the green flying sword's light suddenly surged, and the sword cut off the head of the human-headed bird.
This ghost, which was comparable to a monk in the foundation-building stage, was finally refined by two streams of light, slowly transformed into a large mass of mist, and then disappeared into nothingness.
"Huh... This Ten Thousand Island Lake is really infested with ghosts. I just went out for a walk and encountered a foundation-building ghost. Once I encounter multiple ghosts, even I will be in trouble..."
Yan Changkong murmured and took back the blue alms bowl.
Not long after, the green stream of light came closer, and the light faded, revealing Yan Dongqing: "Uncle Changkong... I received your transmission note and rushed over immediately. Are you okay?"
"It's acceptable... Alas, after the death of this foundation-building ghost, it turned into a stream of yin energy and dissipated... There was nothing left behind. This battle really cost a lot of money."
Yan Changkong looked at the slightly damaged alms bowl spiritual weapon, and a look of pain appeared on his face.
The middle-aged Yan Dongqing also smiled bitterly. Because of this, if there were not ghosts attacking the island defense formation, he would not have bothered to take action: "These ghosts gather and disappear, which is also a trouble... Fortunately, we monks can also deal with it." Strategy, if Uncle Changkong wants to walk outside, he'd better wear a "Qi Condensing Talisman" to cover up his strange aura, or swallow the "Yinhun Dan"... This elixir can make the breath of monks like us have a hint of ghost. Qi, it is easy to be mistaken for the same kind by ghosts with little intelligence, which can avoid a lot of trouble..."
"That's it..." Yan Changkong listened carefully. These are the valuable experiences that many monks have summed up in their lives.
"By the way, Uncle Changkong came to Wandao Lake this time for some unknown reason?"
Yan Dongqing chatted for a few more words before asking in confusion.
"This time...sigh..."
Yan Changkong smiled bitterly: "Do you know that the ancestor Bai Feng of Baize Immortal City is about to pass away?"
"This... I live in a remote corner of Wandao Lake, and most of my energy is devoted to dealing with ghost disasters. I really don't know."
Yan Dongqing was startled.
"When Patriarch Bai Feng dies and the original balance is broken, there will be a battle!"
Yan Changkong's brows were filled with evil spirits: "Ancestor Bai Feng dared to plot against Ancestor Zhang back then. This grudge... is remembered by everyone in our Xuantian Sect!"
So that’s it...could it be that...the Shangzong recruited him?
make? "Yan Dongqing thought of something, and his expression changed drastically.
Strictly speaking, Wandao Lake is also under the rule of the Xuantian Sect. If the Xuantian Sect wants to fight, it is natural to recruit immortal cultivators from affiliated forces.
But over the years, Xuantian Sect has just sat back and ignored the ghost disaster in Wandao Lake, and has lost its moral advantage.
If forced recruitment is continued, it seems that it will only arouse the resentment and resentment of the local monks?
"Uncle Changkong... My business in Wandao Lake is in decline. Just to deal with the ghost disaster, I have already exhausted all my efforts..."
Even Yan Dongqing didn't want to be drafted to participate in the war.
After all, on the battlefield where only the ancestor of Pill Formation can show off his ferocity, a small person in the early stage of foundation building might die casually!
"I naturally know this...Actually, our sect has not decided to recruit monks from Wandao Lake."
Yan Changkong sighed: "This time, I came here on my own initiative. I want to persuade the owner of Dragon Fish Island. If he can take the initiative to invite Ying to fight, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds? After all, Wandao Lake is now much stronger than before. Yes..."
Yan Dongqing was stunned.
To be honest, although the current Wandao Lake monks have withered a lot at the bottom, the high-level foundation-building monks are really not weak!
Ruan Xingling and Liu Sanqi both broke through to the late stage of foundation building! Counting Fang Xi, that’s the three major foundation-building late-stage combat powers!
There are also Green Horned Ichthyosaurus, Zhong Hongyu, and Yan Dongqing himself, who are also the three major foundation builders!
This kind of power has already far surpassed that of the Longyu Zhong family. Even the five major sects of the Yue Kingdom may not be able to match it!
Well...according to the news, Li Rujian, the great elder of the Spirit Sword Sect, was unlucky and had fallen into the Emerald Island. The Spirit Sword Sect's reputation suddenly weakened a lot.
From this point of view, if Wandao Lake is integrated into a brand new sect, it may be able to surpass the five major sects and other foundation-building families to compete for the throne of the first sect under Xuantian Sect! !
Although... Fang Xi definitely doesn't want to be integrated like this. After all, if the tree attracts the wind and becomes the number one force under the Xuantian Sect, it will definitely be remembered by Patriarch Zhang all day long...
